Honestly, I couldn't make this up.
Another night, another email, another "friend" who is now not. This one really does takes the biscuit.
Like many people when they first get diagnosed, I shared the news with friends because I thought I should tell them and if I'm being honest, because I hoped they'd be supportive. I was soon inundated with text messages and emails that I found increasingly difficult to answer. So having read a wonderful post by someone who was obviously in a similar situation, I took their lead and decided to write a group email to close friends with updates. A little impersonal maybe but it was a lot easier to manage. Because the emails would undoubtedly contain very personal information, I made sure that it only went to those whom I thought would respect the contents.
The email I received this evening, made me recoil in horror. I was told he sent my private email to a religious leader, because he had discussed my medical details with the clergyman and he was "interested". Then I was gleefully informed, he had read it out aloud to a group of friends who had been told the entire contents and had found them amusing. This was done without my permission.
I am a pacifist who has never hit anyone, however, if this person was standing in front of me right now, I fear I would punch him on the nose. And I wouldn't need any encouragement from Beelzebub either.
They do say things happen in threes'. 666. That fits.
